Discovery

My tune: It feels like home to me Chantal Krevaizuk

Its been a long time my friend. My computer broke down last week so I wasnt able to go online for days. Apparently, a virus from the web kept on blocking my access to the internet. So there you go, 7 whole days of suffering.

I thought about my blog and how Im not able to update it that often. Well I decided not to actually since if I post here every single day, it would seem like my words would turn to yadda yadda stuff.What I mean is, it would be entirely monotonous. So I like updating it once a week. It gives me time to think about what I'll share you next.

Anyway, there's a lot of things to catch up here. Im dying to tell you my trip to the beach exactly seven days ago. Going to the beach is a very big deal to me since all my life, I was deprived of it. I was always stuck in a chlorine-smelling swimming pool. So I was very excited.We even rode a pump boat going to the island. At the sight of the powdery white sand and the crystal clear waters of the island made my heart leap for joy. I was like a kid seeing a gigantic banana split.haha

The moment I stepped my foot on the shore and felt the sand between my toes, I knew that I belonged to the beach. Yes. I am a beach girl.

As I plunged into the water, I felt the salt in it get into my eyes.But I wasnt annoyed. At least it was not chlorine like what I was used to feel in my eyes.And to make things even better, I even got a jet ski ride.Yeah..it was the best. Some professional jet skiers were also in the beach resort and I made my way into letting me ride in one of their jet skis..for free. Well, what can I say, thats the power of my charm. [!!]

Oh man, the jet ski ride was terrific.I felt like a a lifeguard in the tv show Baywatch.haha. The wind was blowing my hair in all directions and water was splattering all over my face.What an experience!Hmm..Im thinking that my next adventure would be surfing.Aint that cool?Lol.

Well, going home and leaving the beach was the hardest part.I really hate saying goodbye to things that I love.And here, I was like saying goodbye to my home. But I didnt leave it empty handed.I was full of memories and of course, the discovery that I, Charisse, the girl who was once a prisoner of a swimming pool, is actually a..beach girl.

Unseen Difference

My tune: the silence of a Wednesday morning

When we were younger, we would dream alot of things. Our ideal prince charming, our dream wedding, our magical prom night.. every single detail of our lives are thought about by our imagination. Well, in my case, I would always always dream and think about my perfect summer holiday. Cheesy isnt it? But thats what kids do. I imagine myself.. bumming around with no more homeworks to do, watching tv all day, hogging the pc from dawn til dusk and of course, whats a summer without frolicking under the sun.

All these dreaming sessions normally happen while im sitting on that familiar brown wooden armchair, stuck in a four-sided room otherwise or rather dreadfully known as a classroom.Yes, my mind travels a thousand miles away from my brain in class. March..aah..yes. The last month of school. Thats when my mind travels the most.

Well, so much for that flashback of what used to be. At present, Ive grown out that childish behaviour. I no longer dream or fantasize my so-called perfect summer holiday anymore. In fact, I almost forgot that there is such a thing called the summer season. Ive grown accustomed of being a prisoner of the pressures in school that somehow, its all work and no play for me. Weekends became my summer vacation instead.

And now, I am here.Living in the summer season. But I dont really feel any spark of relief or joy that I have breaken free from school. Every single summer day seems empty. Theres nothing to do except for some few things lazy people do..like sleeping all day.

Its pretty weird since when I was still a little girl, my sisters and I enjoyed everyday of the summer.One summer, we enrolled in a swimming summer class and our classes we're scheduled MWF. Gee, at that time, I couldnt wait for our classday to come.My sisters and I would pretend that were mermaids and we'd play a certain game which we made up called "the shark-shark game." One of us will unfortunately be the shark and she'll swim, trying to catch a bait. Then after that, we would go underwater, pinched our noses and blow donut bubbles. At the end of the day, we were all sunburned.We were all as dark as charcoal..haha.Just looking back at those memories really make me feel nostalgic.

But again, that was the past. Everything changed.

I guess I left my heart during the school season.Yes, perhaps I did.

I miss school.And everything in between.
Ive enjoyed my junior year so much that I fell out of love for the summer.But I dont miss the torture of schoolworks, I miss just the feeling of being in school. Because there, I get to see the people that make me laugh and happy.My friends.

But hello? I havent gone completely crazy yet. Im not going to spoil my summer. I'll do something worthwhile.

I know, I am growing up this summer.

Sacrifice and Lent

My tune: Inside out by Delirious

A question ran through my mind last night. I was about to do my quite time when this certain question just came like a poof.

"Whats the greatest sacrifice you have done in your life?"

I pondered on it greatly, and I came to realize that I have nothing to answer.What a shame. In the fifteen years that I have been existing in this world, I havent done a single sacrifice. I felt bad, of course. It goes to show that I have been taking things for granted. And yes, it also proves my selfishness. Its a downer to know that your like that. I mean, when people tell me that Im selfish, the usual thing that i do is to deny it. But now that I have learned it myself, denial is no longer an option.

So as I was doing my quite time, I kept on remembering that question. That question being stuck on my mind must mean something. Then suddenly, God just gave me a flashback of what i did that day. I was infront of the computer, wasting time and electricity all day. Then I had a glimpse of my cellphone and I remembered that besides hogging the pc, I also texted from sun rise to sun set. Yes yes, I have become a lady of leisure this summer. Naahh.. more of like a Juan Tamad. I have become the girl version of Juan Tamad, which I will refer to as Juana tamad.

So I made up my mind. The question, the flashback..all of these lead to one bottom line.
I have to make a sacrifice for Holy Week.

I bet you've guessed what my sacrifice is. Oh yeah.. Im sacrificing my internet fondness and my cellphone for Lent. Starting tomorrow, its goodbye to my online life..well, at least for a while.
But I have to tell you, it might sound as easy as 1 2 3 but the truth is, its as hard as learning Arabic.I know myself too much and I know that Im not true to my words. When I say Im not going to do this or that, Im only fooling myself. I have the worst record when it comes to self-discipline.

But change is knocking on my doorstep right now. I can do it. With God's grace, I know I will. Jesus was nailed on the cross for my sins.So now, I will sacrifice things close to my heart too, only for Him.

I pray for success. So that the next time Im asked the same question I thought of before, I will be able to answer it. Hey, sacrificing my cellphone and internent fondness may sound like such a small thing to do. But you know what, it all depends on the person.
How 'bout you..What's your lenten sacrifice?